It’s a place so silent and desolate and devoid of people, so scattered with rusting shipwrecks and bones that it would make the perfect setting for a dystopic novel.
The first indication that we’re entering a strange, surreal world is a sign on a rock. We approach the coast along a hazardous route through ghostly white fog rolling in from the cold Atlantic Ocean. Shrouded in mist it’s hard to know direction. This is not a place to wander into alone, or go off track, or run short on fuel. It’s a place of wild, haunting beauty that will swallow the casual traveller whole. Its remoteness impossible to imagine. Its dunes endless. Its coastline wild and treacherous.
But we aren’t alone. When we arrive at the coast, the sky is tinged crimson with flamingos and the sand tinged maroon with tiny amethysts, surreally interspersed with brown hyena footprints. The hyenas come down to the sea to hunt seal cubs. Oryx droppings on barren dunes show they too exist here living off dew and desert melons.
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Zeraffa Giraffa illustrated by Jane Ray. Top 100 Children's Classics List – THE SUNDAY TIMES